Only Nineteen Years Old - Dänu

As I roved out walking one evening last May

A charming young damsel I met on my way

She had jewellery and riches, she had diamonds and gold

And she said she was a virgin, only nineteen years old

I quickly fell in love with this beautiful dame

I asked where she came from, and she told me that same

In three weeks we were married, and the church bells, they tolled

I was married to a virgin, only nineteen years old

On awakening next morning, I thought I would faint

When she scraped from her two cheeks a full pound of paint

And on her left shoulder a hump I behold

«Oh,"sayd I, «You're a daisy, only nineteen years old?»

She pulled out her fingers 'til she left only three

She screwed off her right leg right over the knee

She pulled off her false wig, her bald head I behold

Oh good God Almighty, only nineteen years old

She pulled out her eyebrow which was black and sublime

She pulled out her false teeth which was only nine

She pulled out her glass eye, on the carpet it rolled

Oh bad luck and damnation to your nineteen years old

Now all you young fellas, when for marriage you go

Examine your true love from the top to the toe

And if you don’t do that, like me you’ll be sold

To a damsel not nineteen, but a ninety year old